"Ah? You still need to cut your hair?"

Hearing the advice of his colleagues in Wuhan, Yong Qin couldn't help but sigh in a low voice. She just had long hair. In the medical rescue team, in addition to her, there were also many young female doctors and nurses who all had long hair, even Jing Mo.

They are all young people and are all ages who love beauty. As girls, many of them like to grow long hair. When they hear about having to cut their hair, they are not resisting, but they are reluctant to leave.

Jing Mo couldn't bear to leave her hair, her hair was black and straight, very beautiful. But she could tell the importance of the matter. Although she couldn't bear to leave her, she could only cut off her hair in order to work better.

After adjusting her mentality, she comforted Yong Qin: "We are not afraid of danger, are we still afraid of cutting our hair? Just as it happens, we can still feel more refreshed after cutting our hair. After defeating the new coronavirus, we will keep our hair back."

Yongqin's eyes were a little red, and she sucked her nose and said, "I'm not afraid of cutting my hair, but I'm a little reluctant to let it go. But don't worry, no matter how hard I can't bear it, I can tell the difference. When I get back to the room, I'll cut my hair."

Jing Mo said: "I will help you cut it when the time comes, and you will help me cut it."

"Yeah." Yong Qin nodded, looked at Jing Mo's hair again, and asked her: "You're willing to give up?"

Jing Mo touched his hair and sighed softly: "I can't bear to leave it either. After all, I have been there for so many years. But since we have been on the battlefield, we have to follow the rules of the battlefield. Moreover, cutting off our hair can save a lot of time to take care of it, which is also a good thing."

These words are both reasons and self-comfort.

Yuan Zhi sat with the medical staff in his hospital, so he could not hear Jing Mo and Yong Qin's whisper. However, when she saw her touching her hair and looking lonely, she couldn't help feeling distressed. She quickly thought about what she should do to help Jing Mo relieve her mood.

After the meeting, Fan Cheng kept several captains of the hospital to discuss grouping matters, while the others returned to their respective rooms, washed and rested, and prepared for the battle that was about to begin tomorrow.

Walking out of the conference room, Yuan Zhi waited for Jing Mo to come over and asked her: "Do you want to cut your hair?"

Jing Mo said: "It must be cut. What do you ask about this?"

Yuan Zhi shook his head: "It's okay, just ask, you go back to the house first, I'll come to find you later."

Jing Mo looked at him with a look of suspicion, but Yuan Zhi had nothing, so he went upstairs first and went back to his room.

Yong Qin watched the whole process while watching, and was also puzzled: "What does he mean?"

"I don't know either." Jing Mo shook his head, went to the hotel front desk, asked them to help find a pair of scissors, then went back to the room, first helped Yongqin cut his hair, and then changed to Yongqin for her.

The two of them were busy when they heard the doorbell ringing.

"Who?" Yong Qin leaned out and asked in the direction of the door.

After a moment of silence outside the door, he heard someone say, "Hey, the room number is right... Is this Jing Mo's room?"

It was Yuan Zhi's voice.

"You are right, it's my room." Jing Mo responded.

Yong Qin took the scissors to open the door. While walking, she also winked at Jing Mo: "It's your boyfriend who is here. I'll open the door for him and then cut it for you as soon as possible, so that you don't delay the world of two of you."

"Ph." Jing Mo said.

Yongqin opened the door, and Yuan Zhi outside the door saw her holding scissors and asked, "You haven't finished cutting it yet?"

Yong Qin did not answer, just stared at him. After a moment, she couldn't help laughing out loud. She laughed harder and almost burst into tears. While laughing, she shouted: "Jing Mo, come and see, your boyfriend has been ordained as a monk!"

"What kind of ordained to become a monk? What kind of nerves do you have this night? You are not afraid of making others disturb." Jing Mo scolded him while walking through the room. He looked at Yuan Zhi and was stunned and said in surprise: "What are you...stimulating?"

Yuan Zhi, who was standing outside the door, actually shaved his head. He looked like a handsome monk. No wonder Yong Qin joked that he had become a monk.

Yuan Zhi touched his naked head and smiled and said, "Don't you want to cut your hair? I'll cut it with you."

"Are you stupid? I just cut my hair short, why did you shave your head?" Jing Mo felt very moved, but also felt embarrassed to laugh.

Yuan Zhi didn't think there was anything wrong with shaving his head, and he even felt it was pretty good: "You cut your long hair short, I don't have long hair, so I can only shave my head, otherwise, how could I be considered to be with you?"

Jing Mo no longer found this incident funny, and only moved was left in his heart. Looking at Yuan Zhi, his eyes were gentle and water was about to drip out. Even the complaining voice was so sweet: "You, you're so stupid."

The two parties involved didn't feel it, but Yong Qin, who was beside her, had goose bumps all over her body, and she felt that she was showing off her face. She stuffed the scissors into Yuan Zhi's hand and snatched the door out: "I can't stand it anymore. You two have too much dog food, I can't eat it. Give you scissors, cut it for Jing Mo, I'll leave first."

"Where are you going?" Jing Mo asked hurriedly.

Yong Qin replied: "Of course I'm going back to the room. I'm willing to show my love here, so I won't be allowed to go back to my room to have a video with my boyfriend? That's not true."

Yong Qin ran away in a flash.

Yuan Zhi looked at Jing Mo's half-cut hair, then looked at the scissors in his hand, and said, "Let's go, I'll cut your hair."

Jing Mo returned to the house and asked Yuan Zhi to cut his hair. He couldn't help but say, "Yong Qin's big mouth doesn't need to be tomorrow. Everyone in our medical rescue team will know that you have shaved your head."

"What's there? Even if she doesn't say it, everyone will see it until tomorrow. Besides, I'm accompanying my girlfriend to cut her hair, but it's not illegal. What are you afraid of?" Yuan Zhi said with a smile, while carefully helping Jing Mo cut her hair into short hair with her ears.

After putting the cut hair on the table, he picked up another strand of hair on the table and planned to put it together.

"What are you doing?" Jing Mo asked.

Yuan Zhi said: "The hair you cut this time is very memorable, so of course you have to save it. When we have children in the future, when he grows up, I will use this hair to tell him: 'Of course, your mother is very great'..."

Jing Mo couldn't help laughing, and then said, "Then you took the wrong hair. This strand is from Yong Qin."

"Ah?" Yuan Zhi quickly put his hair down and said with gratitude: "It's okay if you haven't mixed with your hair."

After Jing Mo smiled, he touched his short hair and asked, "Has he cut it?"

Yuan Zhi looked up and down: "It's done, but I'm not professional after all, so it's a bit not very good-looking."

Although he said so, he was quite satisfied with his craft.

Jing Mo got up, went to the bathroom, looked in the mirror and looked at it.

Yuan Zhi also came in and asked, "How is it, isn't it okay?"

Jing Mo wanted to complain that his hair was not cut well, just like a dog chewing, but he was afraid of hurting Yuan Zhi's heart, so he could only say unconscience: "It's not bad, the skills are OK."

Yuan Zhi didn't hear this, and was still proud: "I also think the craftsmanship is good. If I hadn't been a doctor, I would probably be the most popular teacher Tony."

Jing Mo couldn't help but give him a blank look.

At this moment, Jing Mo's cell phone rang. I took it out and saw that it was a video call from Jing's mother. After answering, I saw Jing's parents and Jing's mother. And they also saw Jing Mo and Yuan Zhi, but were obviously stunned for a moment.

Jing Mo was fine, but he just cut his hair short, but Yuan Zhi shaved his bald head directly. The image changed a bit big. After asking Jing's parents to look carefully for a while, they recognized who the bald head was.

Jing Dad asked curiously: "Huh? Xiao Yuan? Why did you shave your head? And Jing Mo, why did you cut your hair short?"

Jing Mo touched his short hair and explained: "This is a work requirement, so it is more convenient to cut short hair."

"Where is Xiao Yuan's bald head?" Jing's father asked.

Yuan Zhi hurriedly replied: "Uncle, I shaved my head and I am accompanying Jing Mo."

After Jing’s parents understood the reason, they both breathed a sigh of relief. Jing’s father said, “You kid are so kind. However, I was shocked when I saw you shaved your head and thought you couldn’t think of it.”

Jing's mother remembered another thing: "Hey, Jing Mo, didn't you say Xiao Yuan wouldn't go to Wuhan? Why are you together again?"

Jing Mo glanced at Yuan Zhi, and Yuan Zhi immediately replied: "Oh, aunt, that's it. I want to give Jing Mo a surprise, so I didn't tell her about this."

Fortunately, my mother in Beijing didn’t think much about it and just said, “We will feel relieved if you are in Wuhan, at least someone will take care of her. By the way, how is the situation in Wuhan? Isn’t it very dangerous? I read what I said in the news, it seems to be a bit serious.”

Jing Mo said: "The situation is actually fine. Moreover, we are in the hospital and have isolation and protective clothing. It is very safe, so you don't have to worry."

Whether it is her parents or children, when she goes out, she always reports good news but not bad news. Jing Mo is no exception. Not to mention that she has not seen the situation in the hospital with her own eyes, even if she sees it, she will definitely be relaxed and will never tell her parents how hard and dangerous she is.

Jing's mother also knew her routine, so she asked Yuan Zhi: "Xiao Yuan, is what she said true?"

"It's true." Yuan Zhi nodded hurriedly. He dared not to nod. Jing Mo's hand was behind him, and he had already grasped his flesh. Once he dared to speak randomly, he would just pinch it.

After talking to Jing's father and mother, Yuan Zhi also called his parents and reported his safety. After finishing, he did not stay in Jing Mo's room for a long time. After chatting for a while, he motivated each other, and then took Jing Mo's hair and returned to his room.

I have to go to the hospital early tomorrow morning and go to the battlefield. I have to rest well and accumulate my energy.

However, Yuan Zhi, who was lying on the bed, tossed and turned, and suffered from insomnia.

Perhaps it was because of the tension and excitement that he was about to go to the battlefield that made him think a lot. There were about the new coronavirus, about future work, and about him and Jing Mo...

It was unknown how long it took for him to fall asleep in a daze.

The next day was the next day. He was woken up by his mobile phone alarm clock early in the morning. He suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and sat up, with a serious expression with a hint of excitement.
Chapter completed!